A whine slips out of Yoongi before he can stop it, faintly disappointed there won't be more, though he knows it's probably better they stop there. Any further and they might get too caught up in the moment. He could be ready for that, he thinks, wants it desperately, but he's supposed to be holding back as a reward and there's no sense offering that up without following through. Maybe it's silly, offering up sex for good grades, but if it works, who cares? Besides, the anticipation, the wait, is part of the fun. The foreplay is part of what makes sex itself so good. Still, he can't help it if hearing Jungkook's words sends a heady thrill through him, at once aroused and endeared. The thought is achingly romantic, knowing how connected they'll be, how much he trusts Jungkook.
He gnashes his teeth at Jungkook's shoulder, barely grazing, a mock punishment, and swats at his wiggling ass. "That I can do," he says, a low growl of a promise. As long as Jungkook wants to be fucked, Yoongi can't imagine denying him. Even on days when he's worn out from school, there's pleasure in curling up together, lazily touching until they're both trembling and keening. He always finds a way to make Jungkook feel good, always will. Hand smoothing up Jungkook's back, he lifts his head again, drawing Jungkook's lower lip between his teeth. "Gonna make me wanna again right now," he admits with a small laugh, as if that isn't slowly making itself evident. He can't help it. Jungkook touching him like that, teasing him like that, wound him up a little, and he wants to do something with it. It's ridiculous when they just fucked, and they should really shower and head out to find food, but he's young and in love and really fucking horny about it. Besides, Jungkook's already all stretched out. It wouldn't take much to prep him again, to slip inside him and just be there, held safe inside of him...
But he's probably still sensitive from earlier, too, and Yoongi knows he shouldn't push it. The last thing he wants is to make Jungkook uncomfortable just for the sake of pleasing him. As tempted as he is, as easy as it would be to roll them both over now and pin Jungkook down, he'll follow Jungkook's lead. Nuzzling against Jungkook's cheek, his hand strokes lower again, playing the dip of his spine like keys, lips seeking out Jungkook's. "Don't know how that's gonna help you focus on class, though."
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He gnashes his teeth at Jungkook's shoulder, barely grazing, a mock punishment, and swats at his wiggling ass. "That I can do," he says, a low growl of a promise. As long as Jungkook wants to be fucked, Yoongi can't imagine denying him. Even on days when he's worn out from school, there's pleasure in curling up together, lazily touching until they're both trembling and keening. He always finds a way to make Jungkook feel good, always will. Hand smoothing up Jungkook's back, he lifts his head again, drawing Jungkook's lower lip between his teeth. "Gonna make me wanna again right now," he admits with a small laugh, as if that isn't slowly making itself evident. He can't help it. Jungkook touching him like that, teasing him like that, wound him up a little, and he wants to do something with it. It's ridiculous when they just fucked, and they should really shower and head out to find food, but he's young and in love and really fucking horny about it. Besides, Jungkook's already all stretched out. It wouldn't take much to prep him again, to slip inside him and just be there, held safe inside of him...
But he's probably still sensitive from earlier, too, and Yoongi knows he shouldn't push it. The last thing he wants is to make Jungkook uncomfortable just for the sake of pleasing him. As tempted as he is, as easy as it would be to roll them both over now and pin Jungkook down, he'll follow Jungkook's lead. Nuzzling against Jungkook's cheek, his hand strokes lower again, playing the dip of his spine like keys, lips seeking out Jungkook's. "Don't know how that's gonna help you focus on class, though."